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Chapter seven hundred and ninety-ninth flying disaster

Those two generals have been on the battlefield for many years, how could they care about a few threatening words from a young man?

The two ignored him at all, but turned to the servant and asked, "Why... why did he hit you?"

The servant covered his cheeks with a grievance: "Just this young man called the young man in to pour wine. As a result, when the little man just picked up the wine pot, he suddenly scolded me for being too slow, so he slapped the little man in the face. The little man couldn't dodge, and the wine fell, and the wine poured onto one of his brocade robes, so he... just..."

"Just that's all? It's obvious that you are not good at your own hands and feet, and you're dirtying my robe. You dare to complain first, and put the blame on me, and beat him to death. See if he dares to talk nonsense!"

The young man was furious and furious, scaring the servant to retreat behind the two generals.

The guards rushed forward with great momentum, and the two generals blocked them, facing each other with anger.

"Who dares to be presumptuous at the feet of the emperor?"

"Yes, it's clear that you are deliberately harming people. Now you still want to kill people. Do you still have the king's laws in your eyes?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha...have you heard it? He said the king's law? Haha..."

A follower next to him pointed at the two generals with his fingers and said disdainfully: "The world is powerful and powerful, and it is the king's law. Not to mention a mere servant, you two are you. No matter how hard you are, our young master will beat you to death together, and we guarantee that no one can do anything to him."

"you……"

When one of the generals was about to attack, he suddenly heard a burst of footsteps. Then, a large group of guards ran up from downstairs and soon surrounded the young master and his group.

"Who dares to make trouble here?"

The leader was the captain of the guard of Lianshan Restaurant. He was tall and stood there without anger.

The captain and the two generals were nodded. When they saw him appear, they immediately met him.

"Brother Li, this person is causing trouble. He beat the restaurant servant for no reason, beat him like this, and openly declared that he wanted to kill him. It's really hateful."

When the captain heard this, he glanced at the servant who was covered in wounds and his anger surged up immediately.

"What a brave man, he dared to be so arrogant. He came and took them down and gave them to Luoyang Order for disposal."

"Who dares!"

The young man took out a token from his arms and stretched out toward the captain.

"Let your dog's eyes open and see clearly, and see who this young master is."

The captain looked closely, and then his face changed.

"The token of the direct descendants of the Feng family in Xiling, Jingzhou...Who is Feng Fang, the current Grand Secretary, who is you?"

The young master became more and more proud when he saw that the other party was frightened by him.

"Hmph, you have some eyesight. This young master Feng Luan and Feng Fang are the ancestors of the family."

Upon hearing this, the captain all squeezed together with a pair of thick eyebrows.

"It turns out that it is the grandson of the Grand Secretary, but it's so rude."

"How is it, are you scared?" Feng Luan's lips raised, with a look of pride and disdain.

"Since you know you're afraid, you won't give this servant to me and let me beat you to death on the spot. I may not pursue your restaurant's crime of being slow."

"What a thief, you are so young and so vicious. This is not your Feng family. In this restaurant, not to mention you, even if your grandfather comes in person, you have to be calm and complacent. I advise you to be honest."

One of the generals shouted with resentment.

Unexpectedly, the young master just glanced at him and said, "What are you? You are also responsible for this young master's affairs?"

The captain said, "These two are in the army..."

"Oh, what are you introducing? I am not interested in knowing any cats and dogs."

Feng Luan shook his hand, and his indifferent and arrogant attitude made the two of them look red because of their slightly drunken faces, and they were extremely red at this time.

"I just say one thing, do you want to hand over this person?"

Although the captain of the guard was a little afraid of Feng's identity, he was naturally somewhat confident to be able to work in this restaurant.

He clasped his fists and said, "Please forgive me. I can't give this person to you. This restaurant can give you another good table, plus three jars of freshly brewed wine. Please give me your best wishes and settle the matter..."

"My Ning, your mother!" Feng Luan burst out and slapped him again, but the captain was a martial artist and easily avoided him.

Feng Luan became more and more angry: "Okay, you dare to hide. Come and beat this dog to death. Who dares to stop it? It is considered a pity for death. You can do whatever you want."

"Here!" All seven or eight guards beside him pounced on him.

Just as the two generals and the escort captain were posing and preparing to face the enemy, a figure suddenly rushed out, and only a few "bang bang" sounds were heard, and all the followers brought by Feng Luan were shot away.

Dameng put his hands on his hips, protected the two generals, and waited for Feng Luan angrily.

"You bully my friend, the bad guy, it's time to beat me!"

Seeing that he was so brave, Feng Luan couldn't help but feel a little timid and took a step back, but when he thought of his identity, his courage immediately surged up again.

"You...what are you? You dare to care about this young master's affairs and advise you to get out of here, otherwise I will tell my grandfather that you can't eat and leave."

Dameng showed displeasure: "You are very bad, very bad, Dameng doesn't like it very much. Go away quickly, otherwise Dameng will beat you to death."

"Good guy, it turns out he's a fool, haha..."

Feng Luan laughed out loud again, laughing so hard that she was out of breath.

He pointed at Da Meng with one hand and said while laughing, "Haha...haha... It's so ridiculous. Look at this stupid idiot, it's so funny..."

Dameng didn't know the meaning of the word sarcastic, but when he saw the man opposite him laughing so happily, he seemed to realize that it didn't seem like a good thing.

"Why are you laughing? Go away quickly, big... hiccup... Dameng I want to drink with my brother... I have to drink, and after drinking, I have to go back to play with my little Dameng."

"What? Do you actually have sons?" Feng Luan seemed very surprised.

He looked up and down Dameng and exclaimed in surprise.

"Tsk tsk tsk... It's amazing, but with your stupidity, I think you have a son, and the woman who gave birth to you must be stupid..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a powerful aura, which made him almost breathe, and his forehead was unconsciously left with cold sweat.

"This..." He looked up and saw that he was just a little unhappy and fierce. He was now ferocious and fierce, just like a monster. He scared Feng Luan to retreat and almost fell down.

Dameng was furious and clenched his fists: "You dare to say that my wife and scold my little Dameng, you should die!"

He strode out, and his iron fist like a sandbag hit him with a bang.

How terrifying was his fist. Before he could hit him, Feng Luan was already scared by the momentum and his face was pale and extremely moving.

"General Dafeng, no..."

After the captain of the guard was shocked, he hurriedly spoke out and stopped him.

However, how could Dameng listen to him?

However, Dameng didn't listen. Feng Luan was awakened by his shouting. His martial arts were vulgar and it was difficult for him to avoid or resist. In panic, he quickly raised a table next to him and blocked it.

"Bang...click...puff..."

There were three consecutive sounds, but the table was directly broken by a fierce punch. Then the fist continued to move forward and hit Feng Luan's chest. Several ribs were broken immediately, and Feng Luan also bleeded blood and fainted on the ground.

"Ah...you...you...you...you are killing. Go back home and tell your master that Mr. Feng Luan has been killed..."

Several followers and guards hurriedly lifted Feng Luan who had fainted, and fled like Fei.

Dameng clapped his palms: "It's useless."

"Brother Dameng, do a pretty job!" Two generals patted his shoulders at the same time, Dameng also looked very proud.

However, the captain's face had turned pale.

"General Dameng, you...you are in trouble..."
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